华盛顿先生是我中学最后一年的指导教师。其实,早在他成为我的指导教师之前,我就已经认识他了。正是他的谆谆教诲改变了我的一生。同他交往的那些往事,至今我仍旧记忆犹新……第一次见到华盛顿先生的时候,我还是学校特殊教育班低年级的一名学生。有一天,我来到十一年级的一间教室,等待我的一位朋友。就在我刚迈进教室的时候,他们班的老师突然出现在我的面前,把我吓了一大跳。只见他紧绷着脸,没有一丝笑容,神情严肃地看着我。他就是华盛顿先生。那天,他要求我到讲台前,在黑板上解答一些问题。但是,我却对他说不能去做。 Mr. Washington is my tutor for the final year of high school. Actually, I knew him long before he became my tutor. It is his temper that changed my life. I still remember the memories of the contacts I had with him ... When I first met Mr. Washington, I was a student in the lower grades of the special education classes in schools. One day, I came to a classroom in the eleventh grade, waiting for one of my friends. Just when I was in the classroom, the class teacher suddenly appeared in front of me and shocked me. I saw him tight face, no smile, looked at me seriously. He is Mr. Washington. On that day, he asked me to go to the podium and answer some questions on the blackboard. However, I said to him can not do it.